Open: Takes a lot of medicine to make it through the wintertime

[vineleaves]

The first day of Dark was difficult enough to get through. When the situation didn't improve after a few days, however, Dionysus really began to worry. That the house would stop cooperating when it comes to creating food at the same time his own powers of generation have become so severely diminished... it doesn't sit easy with him.

He is grateful that he still has some powers, but he's been finding it difficult to produce grapes or wine (or any related products) of any quality, whereas before it came to him like breathing. But he considers it his duty to do what he can to offset the dwindling supplies, so every day he spends a few hours creating what he can: grapes, raisins, cartons of grape juice, and of course, bottles of wine, before diligently distributing it to the various kitchens and eating-places in the house. Wherever he thinks people may go to look for something to eat. Should anyone need him, he shouldn't be too difficult to locate.

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[ravkanwitch]

"Oh, it's raisins. You float them in brandy and set them on fire -- and then you try and eat them! It's very festive."

[vineleaves]

All thoughts of frogs exit Dionysus's mind. "Ooh, that sounds fun! Do you blow the fire out first or is it a challenge sort of thing?" He's already working on whipping up a bottle of brandy (it's going to take a minute, given the season).

[ravkanwitch]

"Oh, you do burn your fingers in the process. Just a bit. And only if you're not fast enough. It's part of the fun!"

[vineleaves]

"We will just have to be fast, then, won't we?" He's laughing now, excited about this game, as they make their way down the hall. By the time they reach the cafe he has the bottle finished. It's likely on the lower end of mid, but for a game it should suffice. "There's probably already some raisins in here, honestly, I dropped some off earlier." He goes to fetch them and -- "Oh! Nevermind, I guess someone took them already!" He's pleased with that; it means he's being useful right now. A minute or so later he's produced a new bowl of them though.

[ravkanwitch]

"Okay," Nina says, surveying the materials. "First you soak some of the raisins in the brandy. They don't need to soak for too long since they plump up really nicely. And then when that's done, we set them on fire. Do you have... matches or anything?"

[vineleaves]

"...Ah, no, actually." Bummer. Oh wait. "I do in my room, give me a sec, I'll be right back, it's close." Sure enough, minutes later, he has returned with a half-empty box of matches.

[ravkanwitch]

"Perfect!" In the time it took, the raisins are already looking slightly plumper after being soaked in the brandy. Nina finds a heat proof plate and sets out a bunch of raisins on it, evenly spaced. "Are you ready? Once I light them, you have to try and grab them and eat them."

[vineleaves]

"I'm as ready as I'll ever be!" He's also at an unfair advantage, he thinks, in that while a burn might hurt, he doesn't exactly blister, so it's not a lasting sort of pain he has to worry about.

[ravkanwitch]

"Ready?" Nina strikes a match and runs it across the plate, over the raisins. Thanks to the brandy, they light quite easily and burn in little flames. "Go!"

She's played this game before and she's fast; that's the trick to grabbing the raisins and popping them in your mouth before they have time to burn you. Then the moisture inside the mouth puts the fire out. She gets one or two in but then gets distracted with watching Dionysus to see how he's doing, burning herself slightly on the third. "Ow!" She says, laughing a bit.

[vineleaves]

Finally, a game Dionysus is good at. Granted, he's kind of the god of grapes, and while he may be weakened this month, and despite trying very hard not to cheat, the raisins may or may not be moving into his hand moreso than he's picking them up. Hard to tell, everything's so fast, but he definitely has at least six in his mouth in the time it took Nina to get the third.

"Are you okay?" he asks while chewing.

[ravkanwitch]

"I'm fine." She laughs and quickly pops two more into her mouth, then stops. She's good but she's not great; a lot of her time playing pomdrakon was spent eyeing who in the room she was going to flirt with next. "I think you're going to beat me on this game. We can probably call it."

[vineleaves]

"In your defense," he says laughing, "I have several incredibly unfair advantages. I'm sure if I were a regular, run-of-the-mill mortal and not the god of Wine you would've won by a landslide."

[ravkanwitch]

“And I have very fast reflexes from using my Grisha abilities to manipulate bones.” She wiggles her fingers slightly, referring back to the pinball competition. She holds out a hand to shake. “I’d say we’re even now.”